The Lasses

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The lambs on the green hills they sport and they play And many strawberries grow round the salt sea How sad is my heart when my own love's away How many's the ship sails the ocean The bride and bride's party to church they did go The bride she rode foremost, she bears the best show But I followed after with my heart full of woe To see my love wed to another The next time I saw her 'twas in the church stand Gold rings on her finger and her love by her hand Says I, My wee lassie, I will be the man Although you are wed to another The last time I saw her 'twas on the way home I rode on before her, not knowing where to roam Says I, My wee lassie, I'll be by your side Although you are wed to another Stop stop, says the groomsman, till I speak a word Will you carry your life on the point of my sword For courting so slowly you've lost this fair maid So, begone, for you'll never enjoy her Oh dig now my grave, make it long, wide and deep And sprinkle it over with flowers so sweet And lay me down in it to take my last sleep For that's the best way to forget her
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Cruel sister 03:52
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In shame 03:24
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Beeswing 05:03
I was nineteen when I came to town, they called it the Summer of Love They were burning babies, burning flags. The hawks against the doves I took a job in the steamie down on Cauldrum Street And I fell in love with a laundry girl who was working next to me Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing So fine a breath of wind might blow her away She was a lost child, oh she was running wild She said "As long as there's no price on love, I'll stay. And you wouldn't want me any other way" Brown hair zig-zag around her face and a look of half-surprise Like a fox caught in the headlights, there was animal in her eyes She said "Young man, oh can't you see I'm not the factory kind If you don't take me out of here I'll surely lose my mind" Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing So fine that I might crush her where she lay She was a lost child, she was running wild She said "As long as there's no price on love, I'll stay. And you wouldn't want me any other way" We busked around the market towns and picked fruit down in Kent And we could tinker lamps and pots and knives wherever we went And I said that we might settle down, get a few acres dug Fire burning in the hearth and babies on the rug She said "Oh man, you foolish man, it surely sounds like hell. You might be lord of half the world, you'll not own me as well" Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing So fine a breath of wind might blow her away She was a lost child, oh she was running wild She said "As long as there's no price on love, I'll stay. And you wouldn't want me any other way" We were camping down the Gower one time, the work was pretty good She thought we shouldn't wait for the frost and I thought maybe we should We were drinking more in those days and tempers reached a pitch And like a fool I let her run with the rambling itch Oh the last I heard she's sleeping rough back on the Derby beat White Horse in her hip pocket and a wolfhound at her feet And they say she even married once, a man named Romany Brown But even a gypsy caravan was too much settling down And they say her flower is faded now, hard weather and hard booze But maybe that's just the price you pay for the chains you refuse Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing And I miss her more than ever words could say If I could just taste all of her wildness now If I could hold her in my arms today Well I wouldn't want her any other way
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Caledonia 03:59
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Orphan girl 03:22
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Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows Fair is the lily of the valley Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne But my love is fairer than any Come over the hills, my bonnie Irish lass Come over the hills to your darling You choose the rose love, and I'll make the vow And I'll be your true love for ever Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows Fair is the lily of the valley Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne But my love is fairer than any 'Twas down by Killarney's green woods that we strayed And the moon and the stars they were shining The moon shone its rays on her locks of golden hair She swore she'd be my love forever It's not for the parting that my sister pains It's not for the grief of my mother 'Tis all for the loss of my bonnie Irish lass That my heart is breaking forever

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Eleven songs that we love.

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released January 12, 2012

Recorded by Ed ten Hoedt. Vocals & guitar Sophie Janna & Margot Merah. Button accordion Jasper Langenberg. Other instruments Ed ten Hoedt.

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Amsterdam duo singing trad folk & original songs with intricate harmonies. Currently working on album #5.

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